I’m on my own for the weekend. The Engineer is off on his yearly West River mule deer hunt with a friend, so Scout-A-Roo and I are having a girl’s weekend. Friday night started off strong with neither of us moving off the couch till bedtime. Our Netflix and chill game was super strong last night. Not that The Engineer and I ever fight over the remote, but he isn’t necessarily interested in the shows I find interesting. Last night was a British Royal Family sort of night. I don’t know why I’m so interested, but really any documentary about monarchies and history I’ve always found very interesting. That’s maybe a bit un-American of me, but you can’t help your interests I suppose.
Any who……I was awakened by a text early this morning from The Engineer that they had arrived at the hunting field. Since I was awake anyway I decided to hit up the gym. Single girl life was coming right on back to me! Good workout followed by lounging and a good breakfast and some coffee is the stuff my weekends used to be made for. Nothing like a piece of avocado toast with two poached eggs to start off a Saturday!
I realistically should have just stayed on the couch and maybe done a couple loads of laundry today. But did I do that……nope, cuz I had to be stupid and over achieve!
When Momma, The Engineer, and I put up my crown molding the other weekend, we obviously created a lot of nail holes. Since we own a nail gun and we basically had little to no idea where the studs were until the end…..more nails are always better. You think that anyway, until you have to fill holes. I figured I needed to do something with myself other than Netflix and chilling all weekend so I decided to tackle filling all the holes.
I have several thoughts on spackle. You may or may not what to hear them…..but it’s my blog and I do what I wanna so here it goes!
- Why does it have to be so smelly?!
- Crumbles……as far as the eye can see! This is the contributing factor to my failure later in the day.
- I have no idea what the ideal texture of spackle is supposed to be, but I’m quite sure mine is never right!
To be fair, I’m pretty sure that my spackle was a bit dried out, which probably didn’t help the severe crumble issues, but who’s gonna buy a new container for nails holes?! As it is I’ve used my container twice and it’s still basically full. I did blend in a little water which made it a bit more workable, but that just made the smell come out. It’s probably the worst stuff I’ve ever had to use inside the house. I’ve used paints and stains that smell better than this crap. Why has no one else ever complained about this and gotten it changed?!
So there I am…..red dirt country music playing in the background……filling the most difficult holes first. The most difficult holes belong to some fancy oak trim we added to the door frames in the bathroom. The trim and my nail gun didn’t at all get along, and this lead to some cracks and other less than desirable spots to fix. I’m cruising along scooping out little BBs of spackle and working it into holes when all of the sudden….SLIVER!! Thank you cracked up oak trim for impaling me right in the middle of my spackling finger!
I was semi tempted to just give up at this point….but ya know I didn’t have anything else to be doing really. Plus, it’s gotta get done sometime I guess. I’m a bit convinced that the thing that stopped the bleeding was that the hole got speckled shut….but ya know….two birds one stone I guess. I got all the holes filled and managed to smooth out a couple seams in the crown. I was tempted to fill in a couple of the coped corners, but given the questionable state of my spackle I decided to pass on that for now. The plus side was that right in the middle of my spackle session The Engineer got his deer! Between his buck today and the rest of his elk meat, we should be set for red meat for quite some time!
My intense spackle session produced plenty of crumbles that needed to be vacuumed. Also, there may or may not have been some epic, epic fur bunnies squirreled in and around behind the toilet. Whoops! So, riding my wave of over achieving and generally superb adultiness….I of course decided to clean up the disaster area. Here is where the real nightmare of the day started. If I thought that semi dried out spackle was a disaster….this was upping the game.
So there I am…..just trying to be my best adulting self….and I sucked up a toilet bolt cap! Seriously, this is what happens when you clean……things just go to crap. But ya know those little white bubble things that cover up the bolts that hold your toilet down….yea mine aren’t attached anymore. And ya know how sometimes ya forget…..well I forgot. Ya know what vacuums and vacuum hoses really don’t like…..toilet bubble caps being sucked forcefully into them. Getting a toilet cap outta my vacuum hose wasn’t really an activity I had planned on doing, nor had any idea how to do. I basically ended up having to massage the cap all the way through the hose to the other end because the opening was larger. I’m not sure if you’re aware how much random dust and crap are in your vacuum hose. I wasn’t until I started working on my hose massage skills. Ughs, so much crud……crud piles as far as the eye can see. At one point I tried hooking the hose back up to the vacuum and using suction on the cap….it was futile. I can’t at all recommend that technique.
I decided to celebrate my day of accomplishments with candles and a bath bomb. My candles didn’t want to stay lit, and the bomb turned my bath water into something that closely resembled glittery pond scum water. However, it smelled good and was nice to chill a al my former single girl self. It wasn’t the exact weekend I had in mind, and things didn’t go as smoothly as I would have hoped, but everything came together in the end!